Narrator: The enemy attacks the perimeter...
Hob: Elf! Help me!
SFX: SKLICE THOOM
Elf: I gotcha covered, Hob!
SFX: SKRUTCH PZORCH SKRRIPK KARUNCH SPLUTCH
Elf: Monk! Tim! I need back- AAIIEEE!
SFX: THOOM BBBLAM
Tim: Doc! Pop two kits! Hob is in three big pieces, and elf is about to die!
Bunni: I wish we'd brought theo along with us.
Tim: Your boyfriend the rev? What good is he?
SFX: Tappa tap
Sign: Occupied--
Bunni: We're down to one cryokit, Corporal, Anybody else bites it, and it's time for last rites.
Tim: And here I thought you were looking for romance.